Yawp

I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.

Too noisy

We live in a noisy world. Our world is too noisy. We are the world, and it is noisy because of us. We are the problem, we cannot get away, and we do not wish to get away because we believe that silence will be the death of us; however, on the contrary, only the silence can revive our deafened spirits. 

Eventually, it is my hope, that even though we will be deafened by the noise, we will be subjected to take moment and listen to the beautiful reparation symphony of silence. 

Unfortunately, it seems that we deny silence it's right, our right, and turn up the volume. What then shall happen? How deafened by noise can a human be before he loses all other senses. Surely the noise will take a rampant toll. 

Isn't that the point, though? A distraction from the One from whom silence was created. 

Yaddah yaddah no one reads this, tea and crumpets, figs when in season
The silence shall be our revitalization! 
Have a conversation with the silence, the stillness, and you will be able to sort out your thoughts that have been entangled and plastered with the ideas of this world. 

Speak to the One, and ask to not miss for the blessing of silence. Seek it, and then you shall be still. 

Study abode

Might I point out that studying in bed trumps sitting in an uncomfortable chair in a cold and crowded library. Call me a recluse, but keeping up any kind of studying appearances leeches critical concentration.

gum under the table

I've never had the twisted urge to stick my slimy piece of gum underneath the table until now. I ponder this unusual propensity, laboriously chewing on what will soon be found by someone else's fingertips in disgust.

I sure hope all of the past chewed pieces of gum that I have come across in my day have been the recipients of a similar gravity and have not been the object of some nonchalant and hurriedly placed piece of flavored rubber.

A strategically placed piece of gum surely deserves more consideration than that.

here

In a haze of stormy haze,
I'll be round, I'll be loving you always, always.
Here I am and I take my time,
Here I am and I'll wait in line always, always.